My writing partner, Laura Ambler, and I met for lunch at Olive Garden yesterday. Their soup and salad combo is really good and a booth gave us privacy to discuss a new writing project.
With two produced Christmas themed plays we have a tiny wedge into a niche. So we were brainstorming about other possible Christmas play ideas. One of them involved all the kinds of family drama that can happen at the turkey laden table.
Laura told me about a couple she knows. On Christmas day the wife had a terrible migraine so took some medicine that will put her to sleep for a couple of hours. But before she leaves the kitchen she instructs her husband about how to cook the turkey. When he smells something burning he realizes he has set the stove to clean and now the oven door is locked. That topped the Christmas dinner my elderly mother put the turkey in and set the oven to broil.
But things can be worse than incinerated turkey or a less than perfect meal. The uncle who always gets drunk and starts a political fight. The football game that eclipses the dinner you’ve been working on for days? The relatives you see once a year and that’s too often. Sometimes there is tragedy. Death does not take off on Christmas day.
What Christmas disaster stories does your family tell? Give me your story. It might make it into a new play.